Chapter 3: You're Kidding Right?

Summary: Annabeth broke Percy's heart. The flock just broke Max's. When they get captured and meet up in the school what happens? Percy has wings in this story. Percy/Max Rated T for language

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Max P.O.V.

Even after the Erasers took Percy, I was still gaping at the spot where he had been. This must be some sick joke Percy's pulled. I told my self puffing a sigh of relief. I knew Percy liked to play jokes because one time, he had simply refused to wake up, making Max think he was in a coma. She had just about killed him for that stunt. No, the other part of her head argued, you saw the seriousness in his eyes. Suddenly, I felt the presence from when I first saw Percy invade my head. The voice hadn't been active since Percy and I's meeting, so I was surprised to hear it.

Awww, so Percy told the truth about himself! That is so cute that you thought you knew him so well!

Did you need something? I asked inside my head.

No, I just wanted to talk to you. I could hear the voice huff.

Well I'm going to try to sleep. By the way, what should I call you?

Oh, you can call me Aphrodite! I could feel the still giggling voice -sorry, Aphrodite- leave my head.

I curled up in the dog cage, now uncomfortable without Percy's warmth, but after a while, I drifted off to sleep.

-3 days have passed-

-Midnight-

Max P.O.V.

It had been 3 days since I last saw Percy, so yeah, I was a little freaked out. My instincts told me that what Percy said was real, but I kept trying to convince myself otherwise. I mean seriously, gods? How come we 'normal' people never noticed? And besides, most people think there's only one god! And me! Right? But now, Percy had been taken from me and he wasn't here to answer my questions. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't see some Erasers dragging Percy into the hallway. Shouting brought me out of my thoughts. Percy had gotten free of the Erasers, kicking one in the face, and successfully knocked them out. And was now racing down the hall way towards my cage. His shirt looked like it had been torn to pieces, and he had a strange metal sword on his hand, I blinked, because it almost looked like it was glowing. Where, in the ever-living hell of the School, did he get a sword. He startled me when he sliced through the bars of my cage with his sword, and helped me up.

"Oh my God! What the fuck just happened!" I shouted, slightly hysterical might I add.

"Gods." He corrected absentmindedly. He pulled me along different hallways, alarms blaring loudly, and avoiding erasers. Percy stopped in front of a window, punched his hand through it, so that the glass shattered, making a hole. He winced, because the parts of the window that had not landed all over the floor were in Percy's hand. He looked at me.

"Well what are you waiting for? Go!" I was reluctant to leave, because Percy didn't have wings.

"What about you?" I asked.

"I'll be fine! Just go!" He looked back and I saw more erasers filling the hallway. When he saw I wasn't moving he cursed and flipped a quick lopsided grin at me.

"Sorry Max." I was was about to ask what he was sorry for when he pushed me out the window. I had to snap my wings open to prevent from dying, and I was about to turn around and grab Percy, but I saw him jump out the window and spread his wings. Wait, wings? I rubbed my eyes, but they were still there. I heard him shout, "Fly!" And I happily obliged.

After we had been flying for quite a while, and it had grown dark. Percy still wasn't accustomed to his wings, falling and swerving randomly. It was quite hilarious to watch. We swooped down to a glade into a forest. We hadn't talked at all since escaping the school. We were free. After five months. I could hear running water nearby by, and when Percy heard it, his eyes lit up.

"I'll be right back!" He said running off towards the sound, the moonlight making him look like some sort of death angel. A very hot death angel, might I add. I still wondered where he got those wings. I'll make... ahem, ask him to tell me.

I waited and waited for him to come back, and he finally did, after what seemed like forever.

"Hey, why do you have-" I started, turing to looked at him.

"Where did you get those?" I asked not believing my eyes. He was carrying glasses of water!

"At the river! Common!" He said taking off again, leaving me no choice for argument. I sprinted after him. We finally reached the river, and Percy was waiting for me smiling. Suddenly, the smile dropped of his face and he paled. The glasses of water fell into the river and washed away.

"What?" I asked. He shushed me, and tilted his head to the right. I was about to ask what it was, when I heard it too. A growling sound, one that sounded exactly like erasers.

A.N. Yeah, I know, it's way short, but I deleted the ending about five times. This was the best version of it. Anyways, please review. All flames will be given to Hestia. I love all my followers! 3 You guys get cookies too! (::) (::) (::) I just finished the House of Hades. Rick Riordian is officially a troll. Can you read my story finding kind? Please? Because I need advise. Thanks! Tell me what you guys think!